Well the soul don't want to shine on me no more
Went from a shot of patron to a broken home
now I'm labeled as a whore
I pay my debts in full while I'm shied away from the sun
Cause I never wanted anybody else
so I lay in what I've done

Now I feel
That I've been doing you wrong you've been doing me right
And I think it's about time
I've been a fool for way to long

So now I wear these battle scars
each and every night
And I hope they'll mend up right
My purple heart can't seem to mend
These broken promises

I've sure never been no angel I ain't no preachers son
So I make my bed by the river side
and I lay in what I've done
She sure never saw it coming yeah
I know I could've lied
But I'd rather lay in this river bed
than to see her cry at night

Now I feel
That I've been doing you wrong you've been doing me right
And I think it's about time
I've been a fool for way to long

Now I wear these battle scars each and every night
And I hope they'll mend up right
My purple heart can't seem to mend
These broken promises

When you're stuck in the back
of that Coupe de Ville
You're such a bomb senorita with a body to kill
You've taken all my money now give me the thrill